It was about the one thing he wouldn't consider; modifying his appearance in any way despite the fact that it would probably make staying under the radar easier. As soon as it was realized he was missing they'd do everything in their power to hunt him down, but he evaded capture for years before Bode... betrayed him. He averts his eyes as Merrin steps out, to give her some privacy while she towels off and to spend a few moments more in the water before finally pulling himself out.

Still sopping wet, he wraps it around his shoulders instead of toweling off completely. He's more comfortable putting on his old clothing than touching his old saber, echoes don't reflect as strongly in clothing as they do in objects.

"Thanks."

He'd left the helmet back where they fought, but he stared at the pieces for a long moment before replying.

"Yeah. We could do that - wouldn't be completely unbelievable for me to have been I don't know, taken by surprise by some of the wildlife here. It won't fool them forever, but it can give us a good enough head start."